🌠Prologue🌠
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Rich father,
Rich daughter....
As simple as that
~Ajay
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~𝙰𝙹𝙰𝚈~
Hi guys, My name is Ajay, as in AJ.. however you feel you can understand it better. You might be wondering what kinda name that is. Well, my parents named me Amarachi Jessica. To cut the chase, I initialized it. So yes, AJay.
And I'm a vlogger. I actually said that right. You know, this video blog thingy on YouTube, TikTok and Instagram? Ya, that's practically what I do for a living. I meet up with artists, influencers, comedians..., and the likes of them. I interview them, you know, have a chit chat with them and sometimes, on my viewers requests, I ask them to sing or play some games on screen.
And well, I get paid for the watch hours and ads. And trust me, I have a whole cluster of subscribers!
~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~
Two days ago.....
2:55pm
"Korede, I can't believe you're finally live on Ajay's vlog." He gave me a small smile and nodded his head. I couldn't help but smile back helplessly.
"Okay. So considering the way girls go crazy when they see you, do you really think you can get married to only one woman?"
He laughed, so hard that I found myself laughing too.
"Uhmm...okayy, that was totally unexpected. Well, yeah, maybe, just maybe it may happen or it may not happen. Personally, I don't think the idea of polygamy is bad. It might be an experience I might wanna try."
I just continued smiling, nodding my head like an agama lizard at whatever he was saying to prove to my viewers that I understood clearly, the trash he was saying.
But the heck! I was totally confused. Like is he saying yes or no bikonu?
"So if I feel like I can, why not?" He continued,"I might wanna make it a set of complete players, maybe ten or eleven"
"Oh wow! You're the man," I blurted out in my confused state. Honestly, I didn't know what else to say again.
~~~~~~~~~~End of Flashback~~~~~~~~~
🎶If you give me chop I no go run,
If you give me chop, I no go talk
If you give me chop, I no go rush am
I'll take my time, yeah, yeah🎶
Hehe! That's what I mean. So, even high profiled artists like Korede Bello, sing on my shows. And for those that don't know the song that just played a few minutes ago, it's the one and only Micasa Sucasa by my celebrity crush Korede Bello!
Yeah, I'm so in looove with him!
Those that know him very well will agree with me that he's the best definition of hot, sexy, handsome,........
But for some reason, I never wake up on time for most of my interviews.
~~~~~~~~~~~Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~
Two days ago.....
1:58pm
I yawned and stretched lazily, using one of my hands to search for my phone on the couch which I was lying on. Immediately I found it, I pressed the side power button and..
"Shit!" I cursed under my breath after glancing at the '1:58pm' boldly displayed on my home screen. I had an interview with the almighty Korede by two freaking PM!!
I stood up immediately and looked around.
Jeez! I did it again!
The living room was in a mess. Bottles of different types of alcoholic wine lay scattered on the center table, on the stools and even on the floor. Some of the tiny left over content, dripping from the bottles to the ground. Those red disposable cups didn't miss out in the fun. They were scattered everywhere.
Yahweh!
I took a look at the two low life brostitutes lying lazily on my expensive couches, still enjoying their beauty sleep. I suddenly became very irritated. (Slang for men that practically sleep around)
I tapped them real hard, trying to sound as cool as possible "Wake up guys. Party is over!"
They opened their eyes, trying to waste my time by yawning and stretching lazily.
Imagine these nincompoops!
"Get up! Get, get, get, just get out!" I commanded in a very loud voice.
I could swear I was even scared at the harshness which the tone of my voice carried so strongly.
They didn't waste another second. They picked up their clothes which they might have removed in their drunken state, and scurried out of my house, not even bothering to wear them.
I didn't waste another second either. I rushed into the bathroom and took my bath as quickly as I could and rushed out with a white towel tied around my chest.
🎶 I'm So Pretty And He Like That!
When he beat it up, he deep inside that kitty cat......🎶 My phone rang out to my dismay. I looked at the phone screen and I almost felt like crying. It was Korede's manager calling.
"Hello," I answered after a reasonable amount of contemplation. It was then I remembered that I didn't brush my teeth.
Holy Mary, Mother of Christ!
"Hello, Ajay, the traffic has been terrible." Her voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Yes, yes! You're right. This traffic!" I said with one breath and almost a mouth full, trying to select what to wear as I brushed my teeth.
"But we're close....."
"It's so terrible, so crazy," I continued blabbing, flinging my already found panties to the bed "I.. I know right? Lagos drivers."
Thank Yahweh. I finally found the bra I was looking for and flung it straight to the bed.
"Oga what's your problem now? Move abeg!" I screamed at the imaginary driver, jumping around all in the name of putting on my underwear.
"You're not there yet?" She asked, surprise evident in her voice.
"No o, I'm there o! I'm there already. I'm going to be there very soon."
Oh my God! I'm just very hopeless.
"Okay then. See you soon."
Struggling to put on my jump suit now "Yeah, uh huh, sure! I can't wait to interview you." And the line went dead.
Ajay ooo, when will you learn? I lamented bitterly, still struggling to put on my clothes. But it just wouldn't enter the way it's supposed to.
I started jumping trying to raise the jumpsuit to my waist. The next thing I felt was a sharp pain on my forehead. It had roughly kissed the ground.
You honestly wouldn't want to know the rest of the story. Just know ice packs had to be involved.... Somehow.
~~~~~~~~End of Flashback~~~~~~~~~~
I'm guessing you now know why I never wake up early. On a serious note, I really need to get my shit together.
Sooo.... I live in a beautiful, well furnished, beautifully designed duplex with my best friend, Zara, who is hardly ever around because she'd rather be with her fiancé.
Clingy much huh?
News flash! The house. is. mine! It was a gift from dad when I graduated from the University with a smooth first class.
I am very pretty, like very very pretty. I don't mean to brag but duhhh... It's an ob.vi.ous fact. My pointed nose, plump lips, caramel skin and round figure seem to add more spice to my already pretty face.
I am also super intelligent, very hardworking....
What? I AM hardworking!!!
The only problem is, I can't seem to be able to find a man who loves me for who I am.
Just right! At that moment, I caught a glimpse of a mad couple. Yes, I mean mad like they were literally wearing rags, clothes of different shades and colours.... What a normal person would call Colour riot. Very unkempt and dirty. They were in the middle of their mad version of PDA.
Just look at it now, even a mad woman can find love and start a family.
The mad man carried his mad woman bridal style and sort of walked away, laughing madly. Like you know, he's mad.
Okay! And I can't even get a text back. Like seriously? You've got to be kidding me.
Picking up my phone, I decided to text that bastard again...n
Been trying to reach u. Holla when u get this. Ajay.
4:03pm
Settling down in the driver's seat of my car, I tapped the send button with all the remaining power I had left.
Message not sent!
That was the red coloured thingy I saw next. I hissed angrily and flung my phone to the back seat. Obviously very annoyed, I started my car engine and drove off immediately.
Oh right! I guess the fifty four messages I sent to the unknown bastard finished the remaining two hundred and eighteen naira airtime credit I had left.
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